by Sam Crescent
Once they were far enough away, she slowly started to relax. She took several deep breaths before glancing over at him.
“You didn’t fight?”
“No, I didn’t fight.” He reached out, taking her hand. “We’re starting a new life, and I don’t need to fight anymore.” Jasper locked his fingers with hers. She chanced a look at their hands. His knuckles were bruised, but in time they’d fade.
“I don’t know where I’m going.”
“I’ll tell you where we need to go. Did you really think I’d pick the fight over you?”
“You took your time to make a choice.”
“Backing out of fight has never been in my nature. I was fighting the need to protect you. They’d seen you. They knew who you were, and I couldn’t risk the danger.”
“What happened for you to get inside?” she asked.
“We’re leaving together. I don’t need to worry about them coming after us. We’re going to be gone. I’m protecting you by pulling out.” He kissed her hand, tightening his hold around her fingers.
“Okay, where shall I go?” she asked. It was late, and she was tired.
He gave her the directions toward his grandparents’ ranch. “I’ve got enough money to put a down payment on a house or an apartment if you don’t want to go to the ranch. I think we can stop at a hotel for the night. It’ll give us chance to talk about the future.”
“I don’t mind living on a ranch. I know next to nothing about ranching, but I’ll always help out. How do you have so much money?” she asked. “I mean, I’ve been saving for years so that I’ve got a tidy sum to get us by, but I don’t have enough to get us a down payment or anything.”
“I’ve been fighting since I was eighteen. I earn more than I spend. Twice a week, maybe more I was taking home easily three thousand dollars a time.”
She gasped. “Okay, erm, I don’t know what to make of that.”
He gripped the back of her neck, massaging the muscles. “You’ve got nothing to be worried about.”
“I’ll pay for the room.”
Jasper laughed. “I know you’re not after the money, baby. We’ll make a go of it. You’ll see.”
Amber didn’t know what to make out of it. An hour later they were showered and lying in bed together. Neither of them had the energy to fuck, but she didn’t mind simply being held by him.
“Maybe we should do what Harold and Brooke did,” he said.
“What? Open a strip club? You’ve got to be kidding me.”
“No. I couldn’t watch other men admiring this body,” he said, gripping her ass.
“What about a sex shop?” she asked. “You could parade around naked holding the products. We’d get a lot of customers coming to see you.”
She giggled at the look of horror on his face.
“I don’t think so.”
“Okay, I’m out of ideas. I don’t have a clue what to do. I guess we’re both going to have to work hard at ranching.” She rested her chin on his chest, looking up at him.
He caressed her cheek. “I’ve got it all covered. I just wanted you to have a choice. We’ve got the rest of our lives to figure everything else out.”
Amber nodded, kissing his lips before settling down to sleep. She trusted him.
Epilogue
Three years later
Amber rubbed her stomach as she made her way out of the back of their ranch. The last three years had been amazing. She had been right to trust him as Jasper knew exactly what he was doing, in ranching and in life. The first few days after they left the city behind, he gave her directions for the middle of nowhere. She had driven down a long dirt road, pulling up to an abandoned ranch house.
“My grandparents left me this in their will. They didn’t like the way my parents were raising me, so they made sure I’d have something to fall back on.”
She recalled climbing out of the car and falling in love with the house instantly. Jasper owned it outright, and together, they’d spent the next year getting the house and the ranch back to its former glory. They combined their money, working together to make a life. Within the year the house was livable, and Jasper started to work the ranch. He told her about his life visiting with his grandparents and what he learned. She helped it at every turn as they started to build up livestock. It took her several months of reading before she knew what she was doing.
Harold and Brooke visited them whenever they could, but they stayed to themselves mostly.
After the first year, Jasper proposed to her on Valentine’s Day, to which she accepted. There was no other man she wanted to be with than him. They were married a month later with Harold and Brooke as their witnesses.
“Hey, baby,” he said, coming up behind her.
She closed her eyes, sinking against her man. His hands landed on her stomach, rubbing. “Hey, yourself.”
“How are my two girls doing?” He kissed her neck then bent down to kiss her rounded stomach.
“We’re doing okay today.” She ran her fingers through his blond hair.
“Good. I didn’t know if I could handle more vomiting in the morning.”
She laughed. “You weren’t the woman hacking her guts up.”
“You did it so well.” He stood, slamming his lips down on hers. They’d been married for two years, dating for over three, and the chemistry, the passion, was as fiery as the first night. Several of the ranch hands whistled toward them as they passed by.
Resting her head against his chest, she groaned. “I’m never going to get used to this.”
“Hey, wife, you’ll get used to it.” He brought their hands up for her to see both of their rings, binding them together.
“I love you,” she said.
The life they left behind had never invaded their life at the present. Jasper didn’t fight anymore either. He put all of his energies into creating them a life together.
“I told you to trust me, didn’t I?” he asked, leading her backwards toward the barn.
“What are you doing?” She felt her body melt at the heat in his gaze. The rest of the ranch hands would be out rounding up the cows. For an hour they were alone. The meat she’d prepared for dinner was cooking in the oven.
“I’ve been desperate for you since I left you alone naked this morning. You really need to stop going to bed naked, if you don’t want to be fucked in the morning.” He closed the door to the barn. He lifted her onto the hay, easing back her dress.
“I want to be fucked in the morning. It’s why I go to bed naked.” She cried out as he touched her clit.
“Good, you’re ready.” He dropped his pants and slid the length of his cock inside her. In one quick move he had her pressed against the wall with her legs wrapped around him. They cried out together as he thrust inside her pussy. “Look at me.”
She stared into his blue eyes, losing herself again.
“You’re so fucking beautiful, Amber, and I’m going to spend the rest of my life showing you.”
“I love you, Jasper.” He reached down between them to stroke her clit.
Within seconds she came and he followed her into bliss.
He held her close, refusing to let go.
“That didn’t take long,” she said, chuckling.
“You’ve kept me at arms’ length with the puking. I’ve been taking care of business with my hand.”
She laughed. “I’m really pleased I trusted you.”
“Baby, you should never ever doubt me.” He pressed another kiss to her lips and she had no choice but to relent. After all, he’d been right about their lives so far, and his cock was the best in the world.
The End
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